Sadie got her thumb into her mouth today, which may in fact have been the cutest thing that ever happened in the history of thumbs. And I did not manage to take a picture.

And then she smiled at me when I walked into the room where Dane was holding her. He says she was saying, “Wrong parental unit! Wrong parental unit! I haven’t figured out what this one is for yet, but I know it’s not the one I want!” But I didn’t hear any of that. I just saw the toothless, open-mouthed baby smile. And I did not manage to take a picture of that, either.

I am sensing a theme to today’s parenting.